I went to the entrance even though I was in the entourage of the ceremony, where he instantly left to go to his car. I was still following him, got into my car, and followed him through Garhood Road to the vacant space near the road. He halted at a far distance that I stopped and was ever ready for his action. I observed the surroundings and viewed him go outside his car and face me. I went outside of my car too, stood erect wearing my sunglasses, and wait for him. He walked towards me."Marco this is between the two of us.""I know and what do you want?""Don't ever follow Danielle anymore.""Danielle's mine and we have two children.""I know that from her.""Where are my children?""I'm not in a position to tell you that...""Then who do you think?""Danielle, we're getting married this coming week.""And why are you telling me this? That I'll stop getting my children...no Roger you're such a fool! Tell her to give my children back and I'll stop bothering her!""I'll do that Marco..
"Good morning Pareng Marco," Mike said."Where are they...Where's Ayah?""Don't worry she's with Edward and Vivian...and Lina too. They left together last night.""Why she's not telling me?""You drink too much, that's why my friend. They will go shopping today.""She's okay or still angry with me?""I don't know but she smiled when he saw you sleeping like a log.""I see...okay...get dressed, we will take rounds with the fast-food stores today.""Okay, Sir!""And why you're calling me Sir today?""Because... I played basketball yesterday night.""You...cannot live without that basketball?""Marco...you like to eat breakfast?""No just strong coffee.""Okay sir, your shower is ready."I smiled and entered the bathroom with a feeling that Ayah will reconcile with me. We went first to the Al Riqqa branch; checked the store interior, staff, stock items, equipment, and the logbook. Mike and I continued our work to all stores' businesses that need uplifting of its operations."Mike let's g
We ate together and the children enjoyed the food while Ayah was not in the mood to talk to me. I talked to my children as usual, as their father and I observed them one by one. The time I spent with them was not totally in full force while I was staying in Dubai. I thought that this was the time to tell them about their education and to open up their concerns in front of Ayah Isabel."Guys, I decided to send you all to universities, so that all of you can interact with your friends while growing up. But be aware of the danger that comes with this new development. To all of you, do you have any concerns that I want to know about?""Daddy, as for me I'm with you with that decision and will take in charge of my brothers and sister. Count on me, Daddy." Anne said."Very good Anne, I can count on you with this one...get in touch with your Uncle Eduardo for your needs, okay?"The children approved my decision and they're glad for the outcome. Ayah's only listening to us while sipping her c
"Welcome my lady Danielle and Mr. Ferrer...Welcome!" Danielle Gustilo and Roger Ferrer sat in their respective places saying nothing about my greeting. The waiter approached us to take our orders. I sensed their aloofness to me that I changed my strategy, for them to catch my bait. I kept my silence looking at them squarely. They noticed the situation that Roger started to talk about. "Marco Fernando, we're glad to see you again." "Me too, but it seems that your wife's...," my words trailing deep inside my throat. "Forgive her Marco, she's happy too...but...," Roger stops and looks at his wife. "I hated you so much Marco....that I want this meeting very badly," Danielle Gustilo said suddenly. "Ohhh I see....then it's the best time to talk to you, Danielle. Can I ask you why you hated me so much?" "You knew it, bastard!" "Me a bastard? It's you my Lady Danielle...looks at you now? It's the year of the Billionaire now...and you......a poor-struggling lady of the beautiful city o
They applauded as a sign of thanking me. Media people at the front started to ask me. "Sir Marco, I'm from FNN International; my question is....Why you decided this dangerous game that could result to your death? Thank you." "I liked excitement....and I have all the material things that I ever wanted in my life. So, this excitement doubled when I knew that my ex-lover will do it." "Sir Marco Fernando, do you still love your ex-lover Danielle?" "Actually, I have two children from her which she kept away from me....I missed them....She's married now to Roger Ferrer, also, the accomplice for this Game FX." "And why you selected them to do this job, Sir?" "As I said, it excites me...it gives total satisfaction...by the way I have to go...thank you." I hurriedly left the stage, walked briskly towards the sanctuary room, open the locked door, and undressed naked. I hastily put on the camouflage, get dressed, and carried my backpack. I opened the secret passage where the vehicle was p
"Aira wakes up...quick," whispered to her but with urgency. She followed what I said where I gathered my things, especially the backpack. It's always ready and handy. We groped our way to the back door in the kitchen going to the concrete wall where I pushed her up totally into the other side. I carefully lifted her up for easy access to the narrow way going to the other street. We ran as fast as we can, going to Roxas Boulevard but the assassins were following us. They're not together on this pursuit but instead allowing themselves to run after us.As we ran farther from them heading to the corner of EDSA and Roxas Boulevard, we turned right going to EDSA-Pasay Rotonda, where I decided to enter a Beer House. But the assassin fired a shot at us and a customer was hit in the stomach. The Police Patrol car arrived at the Beer House that we distanced ourselves from the place. We continued running even though dangers were looming to us.I stopped a taxi cab which gave us the freedom to go
I decided to go to Hinigaran wherein I can find a refuge for my daughter. I was still contemplating my situation while traveling inside the taxi cab. Danielle was alone. Did she need a long rest in heaven...or hell? And I'll be the next in the line. I held Aira's hand which she didn't oppose and hugged her tightly. She started to cry again."Be brave my daughter...Daddy loves you...""Daddy...mommy's dead...," Aira's continued to cry."Stop crying Aira...we'll find out who's behind the killing of your mother, okay?""Yes Dad...""Where's your brother?""He's with me at the San Agustin church when you took me? Can't recognize him anymore Dad?""I can't recognize both of you because your mother and grandfather took away from me....both of you...""Dad....sorry...I recognized you ever since...I have a photo of you in my wallet. And, I knew this Game X in the newspaper.""Shaira.....where are you staying in Manila?""Actually Dad, we visited San Agustin Church to pray together because Mar
I was quite troubled by Mike's behavior so I changed my plan; instead of staying in Bacolod City, going to my house in Cavite was the best option to settle this game. Knowing what really matters with the Game FX agreement and I for one, changed my outlook on this game in my life. I need to live more to be with my daughter and for all the loved ones I had with Ayah Isabel.We traveled by plane and after two hours we were at Manila Domestic Airport. I left Shaira in a hotel room, hired a car, and proceeded to my house in Cavite. I was still wearing my mask when I arrived. I entered the gate and the guard questioned me about my identity."Guard, call Mike Luna," as I removed my mask."Yes sir.""Guard, what is it?""He's not answering sir.""Okay, watch carefully.""Yes sir."I dialed Mike Luna's number while parking the car; he was not answering the phone. My instant actuation called for me to be aware of myself. This feeling of doubt since Danielle told me that Roger was here. He's not
Zenaida hands me a black lace bodice. I start to get myself into it and Zenaida turns me around to fasten the row of hooks and eyes trailing up the back. I'm distracted by my hesitancy by the thought of Marco's face and all this lace. I smile. He'll orgasm on the spot. I'm helped into the gown by Zenaida and presented to the oversized mirror. 'Holy shit!' she exclaims and then slaps her hand over her mouth. 'I'm sorry. That was so unprofessional of me.' Holy shit, indeed. I turn slightly to view the back and gasp a little. It clings to every curve I have perfectly and skims the floor when I raise on tiptoes. The lining under the lace is matt, giving the delicate, intricate pattern a shimmery effect, and the deep neckline is perfect with the cap sleeves sitting just off my shoulders, revealing my collarbones. I hear Zenaida scuttle off and return. She kneels before me. 'Put these on.' she instructs. I pull my eyes from the mirror and look down to find a pair of black, sling-back Dior
AYAH ISABEL FERNANDO POVOur wedding is fast approaching created by our children; Marco Fernando Senior siblings from me and Danielle Gustilo. As much as possible I have to keep it in a low-profile event. But, my Billionaire husband wanted to be a well-known marriage of all time. Even my personal things, I want to be discreet. But, Marco accompanied me to the first-class shopping mall.My eyes are immediately blessed with masses of drool-worthy handbags, but I'm not given the opportunity to look. He walks with purpose and meaning as he drags me along behind him and when we get in the elevator, he presses the button for the first floor. I scan the store guide.'Hey, I want the fourth floor.' I would like to avoid the international collections of the first floor. They scream expensive, but he completely ignores me. "Marc?" I look at him and find his face is completely impassive as he keeps a firm grip on my hand. The elevator door opens and I'm pulled out behind him.'This way.' he says
I collapsed on the sofa when I got home. I need an early night. Tomorrow is a long day in Country Hills and I need to get in shape. My phone is ringing. I rolled my eyes as I looked at the screen, but it wasn't what I expected. This is Tom. I growled to myself. When will my phone ring and it's someone I really want to talk to?'Hi,' I moaned. 'Okay?' he greeted, with his usual confident tone.'Yes, and you?' I knew he was fine. I heard that he was out almost every night, making up for a lost time. Not that our relationship stopped him from living exactly what he wanted.'Everything is fine. I rang to greet you tomorrow. It's tomorrow, right?' I was surprised when he remembered. He didn't really have an interest in my career.'Yes, thank you. I was just thinking of getting an early night.' 'Okay, I won't keep you,' he seemed disappointed. 'I've boxed up your other stuff.''Oh, right,' 'There's no rush,' he added. 'If you're free sometimes, it's better to chase.'Do you like it? Catc
I thought quickly. 'My car has new brakes. I forgot to remove my house key.'She accepted my excuse without further question. 'There's a spare door key in the pot by the kitchen window.' He ran back up the stairs and I followed, quickly opening a bottle of wine before rummaging through the fridge for something to eat. No one takes my wish. Wine will do. 'Yes, please.' Pearl came back into the kitchen. She's already jimmy-jammed up, and I can't wait to join her. I pour her a glass while trying to morph my face into anything other than the shocked expression that I know is still visible.'I'm going to change and call Mama,' I turned around, carrying my wine. 'I'll meet you on the sofa soon.' 'Cold,' I really need to talk to Mom. Pearl is my best friend, but you can't beat your Mom when you want comfort. Not that I can tell her why I need comfort. She will be afraid.After I put on my baggy pants and vest top, I lay on my bed and called my Mom Ayah. I called Mom Ayah Isabel when I want to
Stunned, I grabbed my clothes off the floor before running into the bathroom, closing the door behind me and flipping the lock. I leaned against the back of the door, almost naked, trying to control my ragged breathing. I looked up at the ceiling to stop my tears from falling. I am very disappointed in myself.I think I hear the sound of muffled voices coming from the room, and I try to steady my breathing so I can hear what's going on. But, nothing. No noise, no talking...nothing. Damn me for being half naked so I can't escape. Instead, I fled to the bathroom, hiding like a desperate tart. I am not comfortable with these feelings. I'm really ashamed of myself. I have been cheated on many times, and I have destroyed all the women who interfered in my relationships. Over many bottles of wine, I have condemned them, badmouthed them, and asked them for truly merciless vengeance. Now, I am one of them. I groaned, hitting the heel of my hand on my forehead. Crazy girl!When I heard the doo
He remained silent while I looked at him in shock, waiting for an explanation. I didn't get anything, except his intense green eyes staring at me from the other room. I felt like I was under a microscope, and that glass of wine was spinning in my stomach, twisting and turning as I moved nervously on my heels.'Is this some kind of joke?' I half laugh. I'm still waiting for clarity, but it won't come. I try to ignore the mass of beautiful people and frantically search my brain for guidance or instruction. It is useless. I'm not blind I'll happily volunteer that I've imagined his chest, more than once, and it's beyond even my highest imaginations and expectations. This man is beyond perfect. What will I do?He just stood there, head slightly bowed, staring at me through his long eyelashes. His eyes were piercing me, his mouth, and I could see the rise and fall of his incredible chest. There is some serious meaning; not too big, just clean...cut... perfection. If he's wrecking fully clot
"Yes, and I want to talk to you personally. Are you available tomorrow afternoon or evening?""Sister, you know that I am very busy with my job, very important or just a bonding moment?""This is very important, regarding your brother Marco Fernando Junior and your grandfather. Well, as for me, it is very important because of your inheritance. Are you interested?"Shaira Rose Fernando listen very carefully when she heard the word, inheritance. "Well, of course, I am interested to know my status for the inheritance.""Okay then, what time and place we will meet? Well, I suggest Le Jardin, a French Restaurant in BGC Taguig? We had the place on our own when we had lunch there, a dreamy place at the penthouse of W5th. Modern yet classic, I must say the irony blended well. Romantic but not boring. Complimentary slices of bread and small appetizers were served and the timing of every food we ordered was well observed (appetizers - mains). Also, there's a wine cellar where they keep some of
'Soon.' he whispered. It is a promise. He let go of my stiff thigh and got up. 'Nice to meet you, Pearl.''Hmmm, you too.' she answered thoughtfully.He stepped towards the back of the bar. Good God, he walks with purpose and it's sexy as hell. I closed my eyes to collect my mind, which was currently scattered all over the bar floor. It is absolutely hopeless. I turned to Pearl, finding the accusatory bright blue staring at me as fangs had sprouted.Her eyebrows hit her hairline. 'Fuck me, that was intense!' she spat on the table.'Was it?' I start pushing my sandwich around my plate.'You better stop with the blah-fucking-zay shit now, or I'll shove this fork so far up your ass, you'll be chewing metal. What question are you thinking?' Her tone was fierce.'I don't know,' I turned away from her. 'Attractive, arrogant and has a girlfriend.' I try for vague.Pearl let out a long, over-amplified whistle. I haven't experienced that yet. I heard about it but I didn't witness it.''What are
I turned to Herman's office to ask if he had notified Mr. Montero of the change in arrangements, but then it rang again, stopping me in my tracks. I sighed and connected the call. If Herman hadn't advised him, I would have. And if it doesn't fit, it's bad luck. I was making a mess of convincing myself that I passed on the contract because Herman was better suited for the project. I know damn well that's only half the reason'Hello.' I say, stamping my foot a little for sounding apprehensive in my greeting. I aimed for sure and confident.Shaira Rose?' His husky voice had the same effect on my fragile senses as it had on Friday. But at least on the phone, he doesn't see me physically shaking.'Who is speaking?' There. That's better - professional, businesslike, and firm. He laughed a little, and I completely passed out. 'Now, I know you already know the answer to that question because my name came up on your phone,' I cringed on the spot. 'Trying to play it cool?' Oh, the proud ass! H